HIS RUBY OF THE DAY

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Chapter Three: Reunion

Harry Potter was again a confused young man. He had found Ginny. She was very much alive. Furthermore, he had just enjoyed the most intense sexual encounter with her of his life. However, instead of then reacting as if she was as happy to see Harry as he was to see her, she had suddenly burst into tears; had called Harry "Master" and had referred to herself as a "slut". Then, without saying anything more, Ginny had run from Malfoy's study where Harry had found her and where they had been together at last.

Admittedly Ginny had not looked or behaved like the Ginny he had known before. In fact, she had looked and acted amazingly sexy. However, just then it occurred to Harry that Ginny must have dressed like that for Lucius Malfoy, since she could not have known Harry was coming. Harry started to become very angry and jealous. He jumped off of the desk where only a few moments before he and Ginny had finally been completely together. Now that act of completion seemed tainted somehow. However, as Harry moved he accidentally knocked a small book off the corner of the desk onto the floor. In his anger, without even thinking, he picked up the book and started to replace it back onto the desk. However, as he did so he spied a few lines in the book, which had fallen open. He read the words "Tonight I captured my ruby of the night. I have Ginny Weasley in my power. Now I will make her my slave"

Immediately Harry's anger left him. He began to closely examine the book in his hand. He quickly determined it was some kind memoir which had been written by Lucius Malfoy. He saw it mentioned much more about Ginny. Then, despite Harry's fervent wish to immediately follow after Ginny and have her explain to him what had just happened, he realized that, perhaps, he would learn more from this book. He sat down in a nearby chair and began to read.

The book was very detailed and explicit. It referred to the many and varied sex acts Ginny had, for the past five months, been required to learn and, almost every night, seem to willingly participate in with Malfoy. It also mentioned the contraception potion Malfoy was ensuring Ginny took every day. As he read, Harry could feel his anger begin to arise again, but this time his anger was directed entirely at Lucius Malfoy and at what he had forced Ginny to do. Harry now knew why Ginny had acted the way she had a few moments before. He also came to understand where he now stood with Ginny. Harry learned he was not just Ginny's friend, lover and her fiancé; he was now her master too. As he read a plan began to form in Harry's mind regarding what he was going to do.

Meanwhile, Ginny had run down the short hallway outside the study to her room and launched herself on to her bed. She gathered herself into a tight ball and began to cry. However, even now she was still experiencing the overwhelming need to return. The need to once again go back to sexual serve her master, but now she knew her master was Harry. Ginny could not bring herself to bear the thought of continuing to debase herself before Harry. Her overriding embarrassment and shame at what she had become was, for once, winning out over her needs and desires as a slave. She did not give in; she stayed in her room.

Harry, for his part, for the next hour, as he read Malfoy's memoir, was considering what he was going to do about Ginny. He wanted to be certain that what he planned on doing would work, but he also knew Hermione was better at this type of planning. He expected he would eventually have to involve Hermione in finalizing his plan, especially if more research was required, but he did not want to wait. Ginny had suffered long enough. She needed to return with him to her family, but before he would let that happen, there were some things he had to do first

Harry gathered up his notes and went down the hall searching for Ginny. He knew she could not have gone far. Her unwanted compulsions and desires would not let her and he quickly found the open door to Ginny's room. As he stood at the entrance to her room Harry could see Ginny lying on her bed. She seemed to be asleep, but she had curled herself up into a fetal position as she attempted to overcome and resist the programming she had been subjected to. She was still wearing the amazing outfit she had been wearing a short while ago when she and Harry had first met in Malfoy's study, but now Harry knew why she was dressed in this manner. He was also aware she did not want to appear this way. Harry entered Ginny's room.

Immediately, Ginny detected Harry's presence and, gathering herself, leapt up from the bed. "Master, what can I d-"she started to say, but Harry interrupted her, saying

"Ginny, I want you to please be quiet for a few moments. I have something I have to say to you. Ginevra Molly Weasley, I require you to comply with the following orders." Harry continued, "You are no longer experiencing an overwhelming lust or desire for your master as a result of your being bound by the sexual slave charm. Nor are you subject to any of the orders or requirements that Malfoy previously gave to you. All such orders are cancelled effective immediately."

As Harry spoke Ginny felt the same brief period of dizziness she had felt before when Malfoy had given orders to her, but then as she heard what Harry was saying, the dizziness stopped. The overwhelming lust and desire for her master, Harry, was gone. She also lost the impulse to be subservient to Harry. Unfortunately, she still remembered everything she had been doing for the past five months. The shame and disgust she had been feeling for herself remained. She could not bring herself to look in Harry's face.

"Harry, I know what you must think of me and I wouldn't blame you for turning your back on me. After all how can you want to have a slut like me for your girlfriend?" Ginny sobbed.

"You're not my girlfriend." Harry replied and Ginny cringed as she now understood Harry shared her low opinion of herself, but Harry continued,

"You're my fiancée or have you forgotten you agreed to marry me when I asked you before last Christmas?"

At that Ginny stared at Harry with surprise evident on her face. "You still want me as your wife after all I've done, even after what I've become?" Ginny whispered.

"Ginny, you're not a slut or a scarlet woman." Harry firmly replied. "Whatever happened to you was not your fault. You're a victim here of very evil and dark magic. It doesn't change how you always have been, how you are or how I feel about you. I know you Ginny and I love you. I can't live without you. You're a part of me, the best part." Harry then put his arms around Ginny and hugged her to him. She resisted for a second before collapsing against him. She threw her arms around Harry's neck and kissed him deeply.

Harry reached into a pocket in his robes and withdrew a small velvet covered box. He opened it and withdrew a beautiful diamond engagement ring.

"I've been carrying this around with me since New Years Eve day when I picked it up from that jewellery store on Diagon Alley." Harry spoke lovingly to Ginny.

With that Harry lifted Ginny's left hand and slipped the ring on over the fourth finger. Ginny lifted her hand up to gaze in wonder at the ring.

"Oh, Harry." she gasped, "Its lovely" and she again pulled Harry in for a deep, passionate kiss.

"I expect you're still going to feel guilty over what has happened to you, despite what I've just said." Harry indicated. "So even though I know you're a strong woman, I'm going to try something more to help you." With that Harry once again spoke the magic words, "Ginevra Molly Weasley" and Ginny felt the dizziness return.

"I give you the following order. You will still remember what has happened to you these past five months while you were under Malfoy's control, but you will know that everything you did was not your fault, that you were forced to do it against you're will and you will have no guilt or shame over what has happened to you. Eventually, these memories will fade away as time goes by, but they will never haunt your dreams."

"Furthermore, Ginevra Molly Weasley, I order that you're not my slave. You're no one's slave, sexual or otherwise. You're free to do as you please from now on."

"Finally, Ginevra Molly Weasley, until I can be certain these orders have taken effect. In case something happens to me and you should find yourself still subject to being required to follow orders, if someone first speaks the magic words, I am amending those words now. So, in addition to speaking aloud your full name, the ordering power can only be activated if the person speaking first says - I love, adore and respect you Ginevra Molly Weasley." Harry thought to himself, no one who was seeking to take advantage of Ginny would ever think to add those words.

Ginny shook her head as the familiar dizziness passed. Her eyes again began to sparkle with the life and mischief that had once always been there. She was free. She was happy. She was in love. She was horny. However, this time it was because she wanted to be and because Harry was there beside her.

She peered up at Harry and smirked, "Well Harry it would seem that whatever you just did to me worked. Now I know you are not my master, but I'm not so sure I'm happy about that"

Harry smiled because he could see the mischievous glint that had come in to Ginny's eyes. It was a glint he had missed very much.

"Ginny you are the most amazing woman I have ever known. You're smart, and funny, a great Quidditch player and my best friend in the world. I love you and I have missed you horribly these past months. One of the things I love about you is how strong willed you are. I know your brothers are terrified of you. Almost as much as I am of them, if I should ever hurt you, which I will never do." Harry quickly added. "I couldn't have left you the way you were. I want you with me always"

"Harry, I never thought I would say this. Ginny said with a gleaming smile on her face. "Especially since I love what you are saying and I love you, but shut up and kiss me." Harry leaned in, brought up his hands to cup Ginny's face and crushed his mouth on to Ginny's with a deep, lingering kiss.

When they broke off from the kiss, Ginny gasped, "You don't waste any time do you, Potter?"

"I've been waiting to do that again since last Christmas and you forget that you are still wearing an outfit that would give a woody to a monk."

Harry was glad to see that Ginny could not keep from blushing, but then she was again kissing Harry. Their tongues lazily entwined. Harry was amazed Ginny was finally here with him. He loved her so much. He knew she loved him. His arms encircled Ginny's small waist and he softly crushed Ginny's lush warm body against his. Their kissing became more wild and energetic, signalling their mutual need for each other. Harry's hands ran through Ginny's long hair and over her back. They were still wearing their clothes. In Ginny's case, Harry was almost sad to remove what she was wearing; she looked so sexy and inviting. However, they had already done this earlier while clothed. Now Harry wanted to see all of Ginny. They quickly began the pleasant task of disrobing each other. Harry tugged Ginny's boots off and reached to her side to unzip her leather skirt. It came off easily and he followed by removing Ginny's shiny black silk blouse. For a second this left Ginny in only her very brief lace bra, before that too found the floor. Her panties had been left behind back in Malfoy's study. In the meantime, Ginny had removed Harry's shoes, socks and pants. She tugged his t-shirt over his head. All Harry had on now were his boxers, but not for long as they quickly joined Ginny's bra on the floor.

Once they were both completely naked, Harry paused to marvel at Ginny's beauty. He moved himself over top of her and suckled her nipples. Ginny then made it very clear she was no longer subservient by pushing Harry back on to the bed and moving herself up over him. She took a firm grip, opened her lovely mouth and popped Harry's cock deep down her throat. Harry was bigger and thicker than Malfoy, but Ginny did not seem to have any trouble accommodating him. Her new skills were quickly evident as she began to move her mouth up and down on Harry's cock, all the while using her marvellous tongue to lick his manhood all over. Harry could only gasp and grimace as Ginny took charge. Unfortunately, even though Harry had come fairly recently when he and Ginny had first met in Malfoy's study, Harry was not yet very experienced in this aspect of his life. It quickly became apparent Harry was going to explode again. This time he did so deep in Ginny's mouth. She had no problems swallowing his load down. She then sat back on her knees, peering up at Harry with a smirk on her face, a trickle a Harry's semen dripping from her red puffy lips.

Harry for his part was not willing to accept second place to Ginny in the sexual performance department. This was twice he had come. He was aware Ginny was yet to be satisfied. He reached over Ginny; grabbed hold of her left leg and pulled her beside him. He then moved his head down to the junction between Ginny's legs, which he noticed was completely devoid of any hair, but clearly revealed Ginny's throbbing and soaking wet folds.

"Harry" Ginny gasped "What do you think you're doing?"

"You're not the only one who has some idea of what they're doing. I read books and I'm hungry." Harry shot back as he moved his mouth firmly over Ginny's lovely entrance.

Ginny knew now what Harry was about to do, but she just did not believe it. This was something she had never experienced, someone who wanted her to enjoy herself, someone who wanted to satisfy her. She settled back and watched Harry work his tongue over her clit. He took the delicate piece of flesh between his teeth and nibbled it gently. He bathed it with his tongue. Ginny went crazy. She could feel the heat rising within her belly. It rose steadily towards her brain. She had rarely climaxed when Malfoy had fucked her. Only that first time and once or twice since, but this was building up to put all of those orgasms to shame.

She placed her fingers in the hair atop Harry's head and pushed him harder against herself. "HARRY!" she moaned as she felt her body give in to the pleasure of being made love to by someone who actually cared about her. Ginny flopped like a seal on the bed; all control over her muscles had left her momentarily and then she lay there with her legs spread wide, waiting for Harry's next move. He did not make her wait long.

Even having spent himself twice already within the last few hours, Harry was still a strong, virile young man. Seeing what he was able to do to Ginny had him fully aroused and hard again. He lifted himself up over Ginny as she lay gasping for breath beneath him. Grabbing his cock with one hand, he aimed it between Ginny's legs and thrust it firmly into Ginny's receptive interior. Immediately, he again felt the furnace like wetness of Ginny's throbbing womanhood. He pushed deep inside of her. Ginny wrapped her legs tight around Harry's waist. The last time they had merely fucked. This time they made love as Harry took his time. He let Ginny feel him as he slowly, firmly and repeatedly thrust himself in and out of her. He carefully settled his body over Ginny, wrapping his arms around her and giving her deep, lingering kisses, tongue-play and all. Ginny was finally on the receiving end of loving attention. She revelled in it and she loved Harry. They each wanted this act of ultimate intimacy to continue forever. However, also, in the back of their minds, they knew now there was nothing stopping them from doing this again and again whenever they had the chance. It wasn't long before both Ginny and Harry could feel the excitement and need for release building inside of them again. As they peaked, their lips were locked tight together. Their screams of mutual fulfilment were muffled by each other's mouth, as Harry poured his essence deep within Ginny's core. They then sagged down onto the bed, Harry still on top, clasped in Ginny's arms and legs, to glory in their mutual satisfaction and love for each other.

Eventually they stirred and Ginny realized she was being crushed by Harry's weight on her small frame.

"Hey, much as I would like this to continue, I also like to breath", Ginny gasped from under Harry. Harry started and realized what he was doing to Ginny.

"Sorry." he said, as he rolled off to lie beside her.

"Don't be sorry.' Ginny replied. "It's the first time I've felt so loved in a long time"

"It won't be the last if I have anything to say about it" Harry growled suggestively.

"Well the spirit is willing but the flesh is weak" Ginny answered with a smirk. "By the way, why are you here? Not that I'm complaining or anything, but what happened to Malfoy?"

"Lucius Malfoy is dead. So are Voldemort and many of his Death Eaters. Harry responded. "I don't know how it happened exactly, but fortunately just before Malfoy died he told me where you were and what had happened to you. I came here as soon as could"

As Harry spoke, he felt Ginny tense beside him as she apparently recalled what she had been going through for the past five months. He regretted reminding her, but at the same time he wanted to make sure she knew he was there for her.

"Harry, I know you did something to me so I would not feel bad about what has happened to me with Malfoy. I should be angry with you, but I also know you did it out of love" Ginny said. "I remember it all. I also remember hating it, but not being able to stop myself and from, in some ways, liking it too. I wish it hadn't happened, but I know now it is part of me and always will be. I'll have to live with it."

"Ginny" Harry replied as he again gathered her into his arms. "You were made to do those things against your will. None of it's your fault. I've done what I could to undo much of what was done to you, but I don't think I've gotten rid of it all. I don't think a part of a charm can be made to get rid of itself. So I remembered what I heard Madam Pomfrey say once. "If you can't cure the disease, deal with the symptoms". I dealt with your symptoms and put you back as best I could to the Ginny I have always known and have grown to love with all of my heart"

With that Harry gave Ginny another hug and would have been willing to start up with more, but then Ginny asked "Harry, why didn't anyone come for me before now? What has happened to my family?"

"They don't know where you are. They think you're dead" Harry answered. He heard Ginny gasp. She almost looked like she would begin to cry, which he knew she rarely did. So Harry continued. "It's not their fault, Ginny. Voldemort had the body of a girl who looked exactly like you. She had been tortured and killed. Your family was very upset. They couldn't bear to look at who they thought was you in that state. They buried her. Now we have to find out who she really was."

"That's one more thing on my conscience" Ginny whispered

"Ginny, you can't take responsibility for what Voldemort or Malfoy did" Harry added. "I've learned that the hard way. We have to move on with our lives. Now we know it can be together. We can leave all that has happened to you behind us."

"Harry, I can't wait to get out of here and the sooner the better. I'm ready to go now" Ginny said

"Well maybe we should get dressed first. By the way, what was it you were wearing when I first saw you? It was really something." Harry could not keep the smirk from his face.

"Malfoy spared no expense in dressing me up as his plaything. Why do you ask?" Ginny coyly replied.

"I can see why you would want to rid yourself of all of those things, Ginny, but you know, you looked really hot in that outfit. Maybe we could keep some of them just for us." Harry quickly added.

Ginny could see where Harry's filthy mind was going. She reached up to take his face in her delicate hands. "Harry, if you like me in those things, I don't mind keeping them, but only for you" Ginny said with a loving smirk on her face.

"Of course" Harry agreed. "Only for me" and he smiled at Ginny as he could not help thinking of the private fashion shows he would be given by Ginny once they had the chance. Then Harry thought of something else he wanted to speak to Ginny about

"What happened here is only between you and me. No one else has to know what you have been through. We can tell your family you were held captive, but, unless you want them to know, they don't need to know how Malfoy mistreated you"

Ginny looked at Harry with gratitude. Then Harry continued, "You remember I said I can't be certain the binding charm Malfoy put on you is completely gone?" Ginny nodded. "Well, there is one person I think we should tell some of this to. That's Hermione. She won't tell anyone else, if we ask her not to and with her brilliant mind, I know she could discover if there is a counter to the binding charm. Would that be OK?" Again Ginny nodded. She then hugged Harry all the harder.

Harry and Ginny then got dressed, Ginny put on some of her old clothes after finding them in a pile in the back corner of her room. They also set about gathering, magically shrinking and packing the intimate items and outfits Harry indicated he would want Ginny to keep for their private collection. As they did this Harry explained he had not wanted to believe Ginny was gone, but that when the body of the person who appeared to be Ginny was discovered, he had been forced to accept it was true.

At this point Ginny could see tears were beginning to form in Harry's eyes as he remembered what he had been feeling before. She reached over, gently took Harry's face into her hands and turned him to look into her eyes. "Harry, I'm not gone. I'm here." she whispered.

"Yes you are." Harry cried happily, as he suddenly scooped Ginny up into his arms. Ginny giggled and screamed, "Harry, put me down." "Never" Harry happily replied, "Now that I've got you back, you're mine forever. I love you, Ginny." "I love you too, Harry." Ginny answered, a brilliant smile on her face. With that Harry laughed and without another word, while holding Ginny tightly in his arms, he grabbed their packed items and apparated them both to the Burrow